Black-bellied uncle, don't steal your heart

Chapter 13 You Shouldn't Force Women

"Ji Xunfeng, let me go, don't make me hate you anymore!"

She used it again, which meant she hated it already.

Ji Xunfeng snorted lightly, ignored her, and walked towards his car with her in his arms.

However, the rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the clothes of the two of them were also completely wet. They were pressed against each other, and the rubbing against each other made them burn even hotter.

Chu Xia noticed that his eyes were hot and pressed against his chest, making her dare not move again.

The memory of that night made her hateful and sad.

Ji Xunfeng put her on the passenger seat gently, and immediately locked the car door. Chu Xia lowered her head and did not move.

He got into the car, thought for a while, and then said: "I will send your car back."

She didn't answer, as if she didn't hear it.

Ji Xunfeng is very irritable, this woman, can't she have a little expression?

He pulled out a clean towel from the back of the car, took off her hat and put it on, with a deliberately heavy hand.

Chu Xia knew that he couldn't break free, so he simply didn't move, but asked, "What exactly do you want?"

"I said you are my woman!"

She took the initiative to speak, but his heart was even heavier.

"Is it because of that?" She couldn't even say the three words of one-night stand, which made her feel ashamed.

"Not at all."

Is that what you think?Otherwise, why would he send someone to watch her?
"Ji Sanshao should not force women."

For her words, this time, Ji Xunfeng chose to remain silent. If he didn't force Yin Chuxia, he would never get it.

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The car stopped at the entrance of the alley, Yin Chuxia jumped off and ran away immediately.

Ji Xunfeng looked at her back and frowned fiercely.

One day, he will let her look at him with eyes full of love, only him!
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"Little Xia, over here!"

It was the Nth time that Yin Chuxia saw the man in white driving a silver-gray convertible to pick her up, his expression was still indifferent.

As if the person he called had nothing to do with her.

Even though he leaned handsomely against the car door and waited, even if he became a sight outside the school gate, even if she heard the girls around her talking a lot.

(End of this chapter)